Chapter 137 Maybe I'm Sincere
Chapter 137 Maybe I'm Sincere
"My uncles and aunts say that I have made drastic reforms. The market is changing all the time. If we don't catch up, we will be eliminated by the times sooner or later." Ziyi listed a number of old brands that did well in the past in shopping malls. "Where are they now? Are these brands still there when there must be a store on a busy commercial street?"
No longer. The rise of the Internet has brought a huge impact on the conservative economic environment. Those who cannot keep up or learn can only disappear in the torrent as time goes by.
Ziyi's performance has already given a huge slap in the face to those who were looking for trouble. No matter what Ziyi said afterwards, they were already in the wrong. On the contrary, the shareholders who were instigated by them were becoming more and more satisfied with Ziyi.
To put it bluntly, they will support whoever can lead the company to make money. Ziyi is obviously well aware of this, and it took advantage of this wave of support to clear out another group of people.
In the top floor office, Zhao Fengzhuo was in high spirits and drank three cups of tea in a row. "Yiyi, you did a great job. Dad is proud of you. For so many years, these old uncles have taken advantage of their seniority and put your dad in a dilemma."
"It's just using someone else's strength to defeat them," Ziyi casually flipped through the documents on the table. Apart from anything else, Zhao Fengzhuo was talented in preserving success. The family business developed smoothly under his hands. She chuckled and joked with her father, "They want to use shareholders to control me, so I will control them in return. It's just about interests. They don't have more chips in their hands than me. I will win no matter what."
The plan to create Longxing Supermarket and Longxing Online Mall has entered the implementation stage. After the project team was established, Ziyi was directly responsible for it. During this period, it has been managed by Zhao Fengzhuo, and everything is in good order.
"How's Xiao Qin doing?" Zhao Fengzhuo turned around and asked about Qin Yuhuan, and took out a bunch of contracts from the drawer. "When I was having dinner with an old friend recently, I asked Xiao Qin for a few endorsements. Please help dad pass them on. If Xiao Qin likes any, take them. If he doesn't like any, don't take them."
Posture: ...
"Dad, how come you're faster than me?" She said helplessly, "I've only just found Shengshi, and haven't made an official announcement yet."
Zhao Fengzhuo snorted, "Then your father's reputation is still more important than yours. It just so happened that I had a small gathering a few days ago and mentioned it at the gathering. The next day, they sent the contract to me."
It’s not his fault; it’s hard to refuse such a kind invitation.
Ziyi also understands the brand's cleverness. These endorsements basically do not cover the entire line. To put it bluntly, they are giving Qin Yuhuan a chance to let her try to take on a series to see if she can hold it. If she can, there will be more in-depth cooperation opportunities in the future. If she can't, it's not that they don't give Zhao Fengzhuo face, but that Qin Yuhuan herself failed to seize the opportunity.
After get off work in the evening, Ziyi put together a collection of contract photos and sent them to Fang Jinyao, asking her to help review them. She also called Qin Yuhuan, who laughed non-stop, "Xiao Zi, do you smell any fragrance?"
Ziyi was still wondering how she could smell the fragrance Qin Yuhuan could smell since they were not in the same place. But she still sniffed carefully in the study a few times, "No, I'm in the study. Is it the smell of tables, chairs and benches?"
Woody? After smelling it for a long time, I don’t think it’s particularly fragrant anymore.
"No, it's the smell of soft rice. Xiaozi gave me a big bowl of soft rice."
Ziyi:……?
"I'm dying," she laughed too, "So do you want to eat or not?"
Qin Yuhuan leaned against the window with her phone in hand. The crew now lived in a farmyard, and the soundproofing was not very good. When the window was opened, the empty fields came into view. The bright moonlight poured down on the earth, making it seem particularly quiet. She lowered her voice and responded with a smile: "Of course I have to eat. I have a bad stomach to begin with."
Ziyi laughed carefreely at home, and talked about the famous scene in the company today that she had killed everyone and was worth recording in history. "You don't know, those people's faces were green and white, it was so cool to see them."
"Xiao Zi said before that Aunt Ziyu is the heroine of pregnant literature, so Xiao Zi is the heroine of the cool novel?" Qin Yuhuan could imagine the scene just by listening. It was indeed full of cool points.
"She's the heroine in a happy novel who has achieved success in both career and love, right?" Ziyi felt sweet in her heart. Her phone began to heat up. She couldn't help but glance at the length of the call. Unconsciously, she and Qin Yuhuan had been talking on the phone for more than an hour, but it still felt not enough.
In front of Qin Yuhuan, she seemed to have endless nonsense to say and a lot of time to waste. It turned out... love could be like this.
"Qin Yuhuan, I like you so much." Before Qin Yuhuan spoke, Ziyi couldn't help but speak.
There was silence on the other end of the phone for a long time before Qin Yuhuan's voice, as clear as moonlight, came out, "Well, I like you, Ziyi, but I don't have any."
"What do you mean?" Ziyi was puzzled.
"In the context just now, my normal answer should be, I like you too," Qin Yuhuan pursed her lips and smiled gently as she lowered her eyes, "But I don't like you because of your love for me, Xiaozi. My love for you has nothing to do with how you feel about me."
Then, the word "also" became an obstacle for Qin Yuhuan to express his feelings.
"Who is better at it?" Ziyi was almost fainted by Qin Yuhuan's sweetness. "How can you be so good at talking? Qin's logic is still sweet."
"Maybe I'm sincere?" Qin Yuhuan couldn't help but chuckle, "A little more sincerity, a little less routine, and Xiaozi will come."
Posture: ...
"As expected of you."
For a moment, it was unclear whether Qin Yuhuan was a king of memes or a king of arguments, but one thing was certain, Qin Yuhuan was definitely a 7G surfer, the kind of person who wanted to stand at the center of the storm every minute and every second to eat all the melons in the world.
Time passed day by day, and on the day Qin Yuhuan finished filming, Ziyi said that she was on a business trip and had no time, but in fact she appeared behind Qin Yuhuan with a huge bouquet of sunflowers.
At that time, Qin Yuhuan was distributing gifts and signing autographs for fans who came to celebrate with her.
As stills and some small tidbits were released one after another by Fang Zhiying, Qin Yuhuan also gained some fans among the book fans and was able to barely get rid of the title of "obscure actor".
Ziyi tried to hold back her laughter all the way, hiding her desire to surprise Qin Yuhuan. She covered her face with the flowers and reached out to poke Qin Yuhuan's back.
Qin Yuhuan was busy signing autographs, and her fans were all in front, so the only people who could appear behind her were from the crew. She didn't turn around, but just asked the person behind her to wait.
After she finished signing the one in her hand, the man persisted and patted Qin Yuhuan on the shoulder, causing Qin Yuhuan to almost write crookedly.
Writing crookedly is a huge torture for people with obsessive-compulsive disorder. Qin Yuhuan: ...
Before she turned around, she couldn't think of anyone in the crew who would want to tease her. After she turned around, that person's face was completely blocked by the oversized bouquet of flowers.
Ziyi pinched her throat and said in a muffled voice: "Yu Yu, happy wrap-up~ Do you want to guess..." Guess who I am.
Before he could finish his words, he was hugged. Fans nearby exclaimed in unison, and some even covered their mouths and couldn't help screaming.
Qin Yuhuan lowered his voice: "It's Xiaozi, my Xiaozi."
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